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Introduction

America. A Poem

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Rus

In Venice

Epistulae Ex Ponto
Portuguese version
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To The Unknown Poet
Portuguese version
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Families: Entrance And Exit
Portuguese version
English version

The Powers Of Horror (To Ana Akhmatova)

Wanderlust

The Anguish of Separation

Vagrant Hearts Relent

Daemon

Things Hidden Since The Beginning Of The World
Portuguese version
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Between The Acts

Brasilia Sometimes

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America. A Poem Part of the globe ends By the stars a line We crossed alone Seas not mapped yet We drank Indian blood stole and shared until the doubt of navigators became hope in immigrants Rus Deaf to the land below us We live alone Miles ahead nobody hears They made beauty mute Beaten by the cold In silence I create Clouds running and the sky is not serene one less hope becomes one more poem evening goes